It's #ThrowbackThursday or my repost day. This post originally appeared on January 27, 2010.
Basically, I look at each student's desk. I make sure that the book is open and paper is out. If they appear to be working, then I pass by with no comment. If a student is not working, I stop to ask.
I had just about completed my circuit of the room. I asked the last pair of girls if they were going to do any work today (with the implication that their answer should be yes). I waited as the girls looked for books and paper. I was hovering.
"Thank you for bringing this up," one girl said.
The one girl was talking to the other girl, pretty much ignoring me (although my hovering was what prompted the thought): "I feel like those crosswalk guys, you know..."
"Crossing guards?" I offered.
"Yeah, them," she continued, still talking to the other girl. "I feel like crossing guards are my personal stalkers."
Girl 2: "They follow you home?"
Girl 1: "No, but they follow me across the street."
Girl 2: "Not all the way."
Girl 1: "Sometimes they cross all the way."
Girl 2: "They're there to help you."
Girl 1: "But they creep me out..."
I walked away at this point. I was offering nothing to the conversation. And I didn't want to laugh out loud at girl 1. I thought that might be rude.
Sometimes, the stuff that they say...